Maybe

Probably time to just go ahead without insisting every choice be the exact and remarkable and best choice

Might be time to just sing the song without the lovely and amazing best voice

It could be time to just keep it real without insisting every outcome be ideal

Go ahead and make the call

Risk a little or risk it all

Take the chance that you might fall

(I really do not want to fall!)

End the second guessing mess

It only causes so much stress

Take a leap

Make a guess

Bet on having enough

even when things get tough

Open a few doors that you shut

Paint yourself out of a rut

And don’t wait so long to go get your hair cut

I slip silently into the sad

Before and after floating into the glad

Is it just the way of humans?

Up and down the scale

If I have a choice to be where I want to be

I might as well let go of the disappointing possibilities

I might as well pay attention

to the good and smart people

in this world

Now and forever amen

Maybe

Time to abandon a lifelong belief

That to recognize happiness

Will lead me to grief

Life in this moment I’m in

is so good

My past foolish self may have misunderstood

To be happy in a sad world

Is a wise choice to make

It is not a betrayal so give it a break

Could help change the trajectory

for everyone’s sake

You never can tell

Ubiquitous

So many ads EVERYWHERE!

What about this? What about that?

This? Or this? Buy it. Believe it! Act now!

How about now? Now? Now?

TV, radio, phone, Facebook, YouTube, Instagram, Amazon, and on and on…

Too many people claiming that only they care and only they will help you because the competition is just trying to scare you (but fair warning, if you don’t do what they tell you, terrible things will happen to you; let us scare you instead).

It is infinite and a true barrage of unrequested and usually unhelpful information.

Enough! Basta!

Might 🤔 Maybe

Maybe it grounds me a bit to be here at my nearby coffee shop. The fact that I think it might be excessive might be why I fear that it might be unwise. But reminder: even if it’s every day, which it is not, it’s still cheaper than therapy and drugs—with fewer negative side effects; other than unhealthy second-guessing and self-recrimination.

(A job can ground a person, too, but being retired, I would need to get a job and I’d rather not at this time. Enough already of 50 years of that for awhile!

Unlike a job, this allows me to write or draw or read. All those things can be done at home – and often are – but here I am not distracted by other home things to do and I can be in a more social environment.)

Anyway, that’s my story and I’m sticking to it. Until it becomes tedious instead of uplifting. Someday I might not care or I might become too old to do things independently.

Maybe. Maybe not.

This morning in the garden 😍👆 💧 💧